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Chapter 123
Jiang Ji didn't know how he dreamed of something so far away. In fact, he had already forgotten it. He didn't even remember the boy's name or what he looked like.
This person seemed to have been completely removed from his memory, leaving no trace.
The screen changed again, and Jiang was no longer the person in the dream this time, he was a bystander.
This dream was somewhat familiar, and after watching it for a while, he was sure that it was a scene from a drama.
He remembered this scene very clearly, it was the day he died.
Jiang Ji's dream usually ends when someone collects his body, but today is different.
His body was lying on the ground icy cold. After the heavy rain, the sky gradually cleared up, and the blood and rainwater mixed together and flowed into the sewer.
At this time, a black car stopped not far away, and someone came down with an umbrella.
The sound of the leather shoes falling on the ground was very hoarse, and the rain was still stepping on it. Jiang Ji felt sorry for this kind man's shoes for a while.
The man bent slightly and covered him with a piece of clothing.
A fine black suit with a familiar brand.
Jiang Ji wondered if rich people love this brand?
The sun was a bit dazzling, and Jiang Ji, as a bystander, felt that the sun seemed to be really hitting him.
He raised his hand subconsciously, and his eyes raised slightly with his hand.
Usually at this time he would have been ejected from the dreamland, but not this time.
This time, Jiang raised his head to see the person's face clearly.
Jiang was already on the spot in a daze.
The man lowered his eyes slightly, squatted in front of him, put his fingers lightly in front of his eyes, and closed his wide-open eyes.
"I'm sorry I'm late," he said.
The voice was very close and far away, and Jiang Ji himself seemed to be pulled closer in an instant, so close that he could clearly see the tears in the man's eyes.
Before Jiang could react, a force seemed to pass through the dream and pushed him out forcibly.
"Doctor, how's the situation?" Assistant Yang asked.
The doctor said: "No big problem, overly frightened, malnourished, no other trauma, wait for the details to be checked after waking up."
Assistant Yang sent the doctor out of the ward, and when he came back, he saw that Jiang had already woken up.
He quickly poured a glass of water: "Mr. Xiaojiang."
Jiang had already taken his water and looked around: "How is Uncle Wen?"
Assistant Yang said: "It has been transferred to the general ward, and it should wake up soon after the anesthesia is over."
Jiang had put down his glass and was about to get up: "I'll go and have a look."
Assistant Yang stopped him and said, "Mr. Xiaojiang should rest more. The doctor will give you a drip. Don't let Mr. see you so haggard."
Jiang already knew what he said was right, but he didn't have a moment to calm down, before he saw Wen Shiqing.
He was firm: "I know, I'll take a look."
Without any explanation, he pulled out the needle, stepped on his slippers and walked out.
Assistant Yang couldn't help it, so he raised his foot and chased after him.
Jiang already walked very fast. He is now top-heavy, as if he had been filled with lead, and he also staggers when he walks.
Assistant Yang led the way for him.
When he got to the ward and saw Wen Shiqing, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Shiqing lay quietly on the bed with a grim sleeping expression.
Most Jiang Ji saw him, and he always smiled, with a gentle look.
It was exactly the same as the face he had seen in his dream.
Jiang Ji burst into tears as soon as they fell.
Assistant Yang handed over the tissue at a loss: "Mr. Xiao Jiang, don't cry."
Jiang Ji shook his head: "I want to be here with Uncle Wen."
Assistant Yang understood: "I'll ask someone to set up a bed for you, and I'll move the drip for you. You won't be late if you stay here."
Jiang already nodded: "I'm sorry."
After Assistant Yang left the ward, Jiang Ji stayed alone in the room with Wen Shiqing.
Wen Shiqing closed his eyes, Jiang Ji's fingers moved slightly, and landed on his lips.
There was a mark from his bite on the lip.
It was bitten when was excited, the blood has dried up and scabs formed.
Jiang already had an inexplicable sense of security, lying on the edge of Wen Shiqing's hospital bed, holding Wen Shiqing's fingers.
Recalling the scene of the dream in his mind, his voice was a little choked up: "Wen Shiqing, so it's you..."
He also thought that if he could meet that kind person in this life, he would definitely repay him well.
After all, he was the only one who collected his body after his death.
Unexpectedly, there was a kind-hearted man walking around in front of him, the person in front of him, and his sweetheart.
Jiang Ji pursed his lips, and gently hooked Wen Shiqing's little finger: "Why did you collect my body?"
He muttered to himself: "We are obviously not familiar."
This is Jiang Ji's doubt.
Wen Shiqing didn't look like a person who would do good deeds out of nowhere.
And Wen Shiqing said "I'm sorry..."
Why did Wen Shiqing say sorry?
Jiang Ji was a little puzzled, he could only see these from his own perspective, and the rest was like seeing flowers in a fog, half seeing and half missing.
He didn't understand why Wen Shiqing said sorry, as if they had known each other for a long time.
Jiang already picked Wen Shiqing's finger, lay down gently on the edge of the bed, stared at the man, his eyelashes trembled, and gently drooped.
He was also a little sleepy.
I haven't had a good rest in a long time, just slept for a while, and still feel exhausted when wake up.
Besides, Jiang couldn't sleep without Wen Shiqing's side.
Now, the whole ward smelled of Wen Shiqing's presence, which made Jiang feel relaxed and happy.
He closed his eyes, held Wen Shiqing's with his fingers, and fell asleep without letting go.
Assistant Yang came in and looked at such a scene, he was silent for a while, and silently backed out.
As soon as he went out, Lin Zirui behind him couldn't bear to sneak in.
Assistant Yang immediately grabbed him, with a serious expression, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Xiao Jiang has rested. You can visit him another day."
Lin Zirui's eyes widened, as if he didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back: "What are you talking about? I ran out with great difficulty, and you asked me to just go back???"
Assistant Yang wanted to cover his mouth and drag him away.
This is really a difficult annoying spirit.
Assistant Yang grabbed him cruelly: "Mr. Lin, come back another day."
Lin Zirui refused to leave.
The ghost knows how much effort he has made to meet Jiang!
After knowing that Jiang had disappeared, Lin Zirui became anxious like an ant on a hot pot and used all his connections.
But there is no way, he is surrounded by a group of cronies, and he has to look after his family at critical moments.
Lin Zeyu didn't care at all whether he was in a hurry, but was surprised to finally have a reason to tie him up again.
So, he exchanged terms with Lin Zeyu.
Lin Zeyu said that as long as he attended class well, he would immediately take someone to find him.
For the next half month, he was locked into the school just like that, and he worked desperately to prevent himself from failing the class.
Now he finally got back. He escaped Lin Zeyu's eyeliner and spent all his savings to get here.
God knows he almost won't make it here, he almost goes to the street to beg for food.
Assistant Yang didn't bother to care about how hard he was, anyway, no matter how hard it was, it was not as bitter as Wen Shiqing.
So, he said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin."
He nodded.
Then two bodyguards appeared from some unknown corner, and they supported Lin Zirui straight out.
Lin Zirui: "..."
Lin Zirui: "Let go of me...uh..."
In the next second, his mouth was also blocked.